2nd Round Villain

2 – D – 7, love

The question of why the saintess, who is known to be better than anyone else, entered the worst prison did not last long. Because the continent is now at the feet of the Demon King. The saintess, who was the greatest enemy of the demon king’s army, must have naturally become a high treason.

The ‘execution day like mine’, as the Celts said, must mean that she also has about a week left on her lifeline.

“hey… saintess.”

“Tell me.”

The saintess’ voice was calm and aloof. Am I not afraid? Well, even though she’s a saint who fought against the demon king, there’s no way she’s afraid of an unknown prisoner.

Still, if possible, I want to hold on to the dignity of a senior. All I can say in my current situation is just that.

“Give me some bread over there.”

“… … .”

“Take seven steps to the right. Because the jailer threw it there.”

This is all.

Can not help it. It’s because I’m a senior and I’m nabal, and now I’m just a half-ass who can’t even move my limbs.

Upon receiving the request, the saintess put on a slightly surprised expression and then moved on without hesitation. One, two, three, four to the right… … how far is he going?

Contrary to her aloof voice, the saintess’ gait was uncomfortable. Like a sick person who is sick somewhere.

It didn’t take long to guess why. The saintess was the last hero of the continent, and in the end it was the demon king’s army that won the war. There’s no way the body of a key figure in a defeated nation will be fine.

“You can’t see ahead. Aside from that, your body looks out of balance, doesn’t it?”

“please wait for a moment. You will find it soon.”

“Both of them. Tsk tsk, how did the saintess of the world come to be?”

The saintess was not displeased even though she said it in a teasing way. He only wore an expressionless expression on his face, devoid of any hostility.

I don’t know if it’s an expressionless expression that comes from the heart, or a mask to hide emotions.

“Because my love is not enough.”

Spitting out, the saintess fumbled on the stone floor. After a while, her emotional voice pierced my ears.

It was the first emotion she expressed.

“The bread you are looking for seems to have turned to ashes.”

It was a pity.

… Why?

Why is the saintess regretting the fact that my bread has turned to ashes?

You said you would give it, but did you actually intend to eat it yourself? There is a possibility. Because I can’t do anything whether she takes mine or not.

It was when the saintess approached me that I realized that my doubts were meaningless.

“… What are you going to do?”

“I don’t know if I came to the right place because I heard the sound. Is it right that you are in front of me right now? If yes, please answer me.”

“That’s right, but… What are you going to do?”

The saintess bowed her head. The black nun’s uniform, which must have been tidy at one time, sat down softly. Although, now it is a nun’s uniform that is dirty and torn in places.

The saintess silently took out the bread from her bosom and put it into my mouth. It was a great bread with a different texture than the one I usually get served. Even, there was sweet cream inside the soft bread.

“It was given to me by Lord Celt. It won’t taste bad.”

There was no room for doubt. It’s been a long time since the high-quality food that I put in my mouth has bent my five senses. My tongue and teeth defied the will of my brain, chewing and biting the bread, devouring its taste.

“How are you? Does it fit in your mouth?”

The saintess implied a question.

A smile hung on her lips. It was a plain smile that wasn’t flashy, but it was an infinitely pure smile.

Also, it was a smile that I couldn’t understand. As a villain, I don’t believe in innocence. In a world where everyone wears masks, you can only find them in traditional fairy tales.

“It is delicious. But why is the saintess laughing?”

“How can you not be happy to be able to give to someone even after being brought to a place like this?”

“Huh, what are you happy about?”

“Love is something that swells like cotton candy. What I have given you is also a love, so soon this dark space called Tartarus will be filled with love.”

“The saintess is good at catching floating clouds.”

She is an incomprehensible woman. Besides, she’s a woman who doesn’t even need to understand.

I came to that conclusion after five minutes of being in the same room with the saintess.

Whether or not she knew how I felt, the saintess sat down next to me with a wide smile.

“So what is your true identity?”

“Why are you asking about someone else’s identity when money isn’t coming out?”

Why? I don’t like the saintess. Rejection rises from deep within.

That unknown smile, the love and gifts she speaks of.

These are all strangers that I have never encountered in my life. Maybe that’s why. Because demons instinctively reject strangers.

That’s why I’m talking crookedly to the saintess.

“Aren’t you proud of your own name?”

“… I can’t deny it. Honestly, if I tell you my identity here, I think you’ll kill me.”

“You are saying nasty things. I do not take other people’s lives for that reason.”

“That remains to be seen.”

I denied it with my mouth, but I nodded my head in agreement without knowing it.

It’s because I’m thinking about it unconsciously. Even during the war with the Demon King’s Army and the Continental Union, the fact that the saintess had not committed a single needless death with her own hands.

It seems that I have heard rumors that he treated the captured Duke Seo of the demon world and returned it to him.

… But didn’t the Celts say a few hours ago that the saintess was defeated by the demon dukes except me? So, did the demon, Duke of West, take revenge with blood on the woman who showed mercy to him?

They are truly conscienceless demons. So I like it. It is an excellent specimen of demons.

“Why was the noble saint brought here?”

“I have sinned.”

“This is where only the worst criminals come. Are you guilty of such a thing?”

“They said it was blasphemy.”

“Puhahahaha! A saint who worships God is blasphemy! That is the most absurd thing I have ever heard in my life!”

“It’s a crime of disrespect for the devil, so it’s not wrong if you look at it.”

“Your mind is very positive.”

The saintess was smiling broadly, wondering why she was so happy. Until the first time I saw it, I was consistent with an expressionless expression.

“By the way, why don’t you refrain from laughing? I don’t care.”

“If you smile, you will be blessed.”

“Are you laughing because you want to be blessed? But you weren’t laughing until just now.”

“that… The current situation itself can be said to be a great blessing. I think so.”

For some reason, her voice was clearly cracked and faded, but her voice was full of bright hope.

Truly, a human being made up of incomprehensible things from the tip of his toes to the crown of his head. The existence of a saint.

“How can being trapped in a superheated hell be a blessing?”

“I would have been lonely if I was locked up alone, but because you are by my side.”

“Is this the first time we’ve seen each other? Even I didn’t have a good relationship with them.”

“it’s okay. After entering Tartarus, everyone is an equal prisoner. What are you going to do with the grudge from the outside?”

The saintess’ words did not contain the slightest pretense. Can something that comes from the heart of a human being be so positive?

At least I haven’t seen any of the humans I’ve killed so far.

“You don’t know how happy I am just to sit next to you and talk like this.”

“Well, I agree with that statement. Being alone is so boring.”

“It is. But why are you imprisoned here?”

“Why is that? What have you been interested in since before?”

“It is because I can alleviate your sins with my humble sacrifice.”

The saintess sat quietly next to me and chattered. Her knees rested against the hot stone floor.

She is a woman who truly cannot understand why she would relieve a sin that was not even asked for and was not there.

“Who wants to help?”

“Providing grace is the right thing to do as an apostle of God.”

“… … .”

What a stupid human being.

The reason why I was brought here was because of the grace given to Duke Xu. don’t you know that Or, are you being stubborn despite knowing it?

Whatever it was, I’d say it’s stupid. The former is stupid, the latter is selfish.

“So feel free to tell me. Humans don’t just go to church and confess.”

“This is not a cathedral. It is rather close to hell.”

“If you have a sincere heart, wouldn’t that place be a cathedral?”

“The saintess likes the sound of catching floating clouds.”

“How long are you going to avoid it?”

The saintess raised her head towards me. Her eyes were obviously covered by bandages, but she felt as if her inner self was being pierced.

“Avoiding means avoiding something.”

For a moment, I was stumped. So I answered as if to avoid it.

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Judging by the expression on her face, it must have been a handshake. serious handshake.

“Are you afraid to face your own sins?”

“What creature is not afraid of that? Even if it’s a demon.”

“Were you a demon?”

“I guess you didn’t know. Do you think the sensory organs are also broken as much as the eyes are broken? Who is that? Devil? drank? Demon World Duke of West?”

“You’re trying to tell me another story.”

If I just move on, I think it will continue to bother me in the future.

In Tartarus, where talking to a saint is the only entertainment, I don’t mind it, but I don’t want to be bothered by it.

“Ha, good. Please tell me so earnestly. It’s my sin… … .”

As I was about to speak, a terrible pain hit my throat.

Awesome-!

Cut-!

It was because he had talked too much since he met the saintess. In addition, the pain of the seizure, which I had been enduring so as not to interrupt the conversation, took advantage of the gap and attacked me.

“Cheuk! cool, cool… !”

A heavy breath and a harsh cough came out at the same time. It was a terrible feeling, as if the cough was being pulled out of the intestines.

My whole body was very excited. The pain of severing limbs erupted again.

I inadvertently worried that I might not be able to speak forever, and that the saintess would not be able to see my expression, and how she would endure the remaining week.

It’s a funny worry. Talking to the saintess isn’t even essential. And, anyway, isn’t it a futile fate that only awaits the end of having my head cut off in a week?

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Just then, the saintess bowed toward me.

She hurriedly untied my chest and placed her hand on it. A small, rough hand could be felt through his bare skin. It was a hand that had gone through countless battlefields. Nevertheless, it has the contradiction of being warm and cozy.

What are you trying to do?

“I pray to thee, good and merciful, holy and noble.”

The saintess’ voice became low. It was only the voice that changed, but her momentum changed completely in an instant.

“Please have mercy on this poor poor sheep. Heal this sheep with your overflowing kindness. Let the clear singing voice flow again from a throat that has fulfilled its function… … .”

Every time the saintess uttered a word, white light began to emanate from her grip. It was the holy power that was shining incomparably, the power of priests only.

… divine power?

What is at its peak with me is divine power, right?

“Now, wait… !”

Piing-.

Is this woman crazy! You’re trying to infuse divine power in order to heal me, a demon!

Injecting holy power into demons is more dangerous than injecting black magic into a paladin, but it’s an idea that can’t come out unless you’re determined to kill me.

“I-I’m a demon… Cool! Cool!”

Even though she must have heard that she was a demon, the saintess did not stop injecting divine power.

Could it be that you forgot? No, it won’t. It was clear that she was trying to scorn me.

He did the nasty things witches would do, giving me peace of mind by being nice to me and then extinguishing my hopes in an instant.

Damn, I’m an asshole who feels relieved about that and puts my mind at ease.

“Even though they are sheep raised in an evil environment, all living beings are your children. Hug this lamb with a generous heart. We pray to the Lord who protects us, refines us, and loves us… … .”

Woo woo-.

Wrong. Her divine power is already seeping into my heart. I don’t have the ability to reject the divine power that flows into me, so I’m going to die.

Alas, I never thought I would meet such an empty end! I would have liked to have been executed in style at the guillotine in the Imperial Square a week later!

she really is a f*cking woman The seed of a saint.

“… The lowly servant is begging for rain.”

Anger-!

“… … .”

Cut-.

Together.

Why do I hear seizures in the dead me?

I haven’t heard of rumors that you can hear sounds even after you die.

“you.”

Where did the sore throat go?

For the rest of the week, I believed it was a curse that would never leave me.

“Are you feeling okay?”

Why does this woman look at me with such an innocent smile?

Seeing the smile pointing to the seat next to me, it must be an idiot with an eyelash, but what is it that makes me smile so happy when I can’t see anything in front of me?

I’ve never seen a smile like that. Even when I avenged my sister, who I consider to be the happiest moment of my life, I couldn’t smile that innocently.

Excuse me, at that time I remember crying in a half-mad state.

Do you really believe that laughter brings blessings? If that’s true, I’d say she’s a really stupid woman.

A stupid but innocent and pure woman.

“Then can you tell me now?”

She is truly a foolish, blind, foolish, and stupid woman.

If not, how can he burn the few divine powers he sees for me, even though he knows that I am his enemy, the demons?

it’s a hogu It’s good to be used by someone. Those who say that a woman like that is wise make me seriously doubt whether her eyes are those of an orc.

“Your sin. I will listen with you.”

“… … .”

hate. I have a terrible feeling of rejection. To the point of chilling.

Stupidity, stupidity, foolishness, stupidity.

Innocence, chastity, positivity, nobility.

I hate it so much. As a demon, I can’t understand her at all. Besides, I don’t even want to understand.

“… Before that, just ask one thing.”

Anyway, what the hell did the saintess do? What kind of measures did I use to heal my vocal cords so perfectly?

“You’re talking again… Whoa, feel free to speak.”

“Asmodians are an agglomeration of sins, I have never heard of the divine power that even heals demons like that.”

“Huh, it’s worth it. This power is very, very special, and it is the noblest thing in the world.”

“What is the true identity of that power?”

To the curious question, the saintess responded with an innocent smile on her lips. Words I couldn’t quite relate to came from her parted lips.

“It is love.”